Page 57 of Seduced in Ink

“Good morning. I guess that’s one way to wake up.”

He laughed, shook his head, and pulled her down to kiss her.

“I guess so. I think we’re late.”

She pulled away and looked at the clock on the bedside table.

She cursed. “My mother is going to kill us.”

“Maybe. Or she won’t notice because she’ll be too busy with everybody else, and we can just slink in the back.”

“We have twenty minutes to get downstairs for breakfast, and I have sex hair.”

He grinned and tugged on her hair a bit.

“Hell yeah, you do. Nice and beautiful, well-fucked hair.”

“That sounds like you fucked my hair rather than me all night.”

Aaron cringed.

“Fine. I’m not good with the whole words thing in the morning without my coffee. Although, you waking me up like that is pretty much the best way.”

“I do believe that you were the one who woke me up with your head between my thighs.”

“That is true. I’ll have to do it again.”

He ignored the annoying clutch in his heart at the thought. Would this charade of theirs be over once they left the lodge? She was already standing up for herself to the point where he knew she saw what he did: a strong, confident woman who didn’t need to deal with her family.

He didn’t know what they were doing now. Were they just playing a game with each other or ignoring the fact that they had no idea what was up?

He pushed the thoughts from his mind because he’d had an amazing morning so far, and he didn’t want to ruin it with reality.

They rolled out of bed and took a shower together, being quick about it. Not because he didn’t want to fuck her right there or touch her or taste her or do other things to linger, but because they really were running late.

He went about pulling out her clothes for her, mostly because she had mentioned what she was going to wear as she blew her hair dry. He walked around the suite in nothing but a towel, getting everything ready for their day. He hoped he was doing it right. If not, she could fix it, but he didn’t want her mother to be any more annoyed than she already was just by Madison breathing.

He snorted at that idea and made his way back to the mirror next to Madison to start his routine.

Her hair was dry, put up in some kind of knot at the back of her head with tendrils flowing all around her face.

“Hey, I like the hair.”

She snorted.

“It’s not completely dry and has a bit of a wave to it, but this way I can hide some of the pink.”

“I hate that you have to hide it at all.”

“Me, too. I normally wouldn’t care, but this makes things easier. Not necessarily for my mother but for the others. I’m not a huge fan of being the center of attention.”

“You still look great, so what do I know?” He reached around and smacked her ass over her panties, and she narrowed her eyes at him.

“Don’t you get all frisky with me. We are running really late.”

He leaned down and kissed her hard on the mouth. “We’re still getting used to this whole getting ready next to each other thing. It’s kind of hard when you distract me.”

“You know I’ve never actually gotten ready next to a man before. I don’t like that you’re nearly done, and I still have to put on my makeup and pick out my clothes.”